Saiyan App

Rank/Rare Application
Known BYOND Keys: Takakashi z
Discord Username: H E A R T
Character Name: Celerus
Character Age: Prime.
Rank/Rare: Saiyan-jin.
What is your rank supposed to do? : While not necessarily a rank, I do intend upon rallying what is otherwise cowed Saiyans to band together once I acquire the race itself. The RP on Salada has become rather stagnant due to people merely rolling over in the face of Changeling opposition, and it has become increasingly noticeable that there's a lack of 'drive' or initiative in trying to mount an offensive against the planets dictators. Most of the Saiyans have become content merely training and being kicked around..and thus I will take it upon myself, at the cost of my old character, will try to change that for the better, by establishing a small group of like-minded individuals! Guerilla warfare and the like will probably be the focus, given the strength differences at first, but I wish to evolve that to a full on confrontation once I've amassed enough comrades.

What does it mean to be a rank?: A rank, or even a rare is meant to inspire roleplay. It's not solely for the benefit of the applicable player to gain from, but from the whole community. That rank/rare is tasked with a duty to not only enjoy themselves, but to ensure that people around him are having fun, and are able to truly flesh their characters out in a roleplay environment. One that isn't just a mundane set of sparring for hours on end, but contains some form of actual substance.

Freeform an example of your RP, using your character as the rank: Celerus sat among the rubble of the broken buildings that had been wrecked beyond repair, a rock firmly wedged within his palm. Cold, calculating onyx eyes pin themselves toward the horizon, his tail wrapping firmly around his waist as the rock is tossed aside. This was yet another settlement struck down by the tyranny of their oppressors, individuals whose power eclipsed the Saiyans own plenty times over. Hope was a dim ray of light that had been essentially snuffed out, leaving them at the mercy of these cold-blooded tyrants. Scars and injuries scour the Saiyan's body, remnants and reminders of his past failings in attempting to directly confront those monstrosities, leaving him with bitter thoughts. The Saiyan race was not ready to take on such a monumental task of striking down their oppressors, and even with the guidance of the moon, their monstrous ape forms paled in comparison.

 What they needed was not raw strength for their immediate future, but cunning..a coalition between intelligence and hardy warriors, willing to risk it all on the table. The idea repulsed him, but nothing so much as the realization that his kind were willingly serving a race that has wiped a majority of their kind out in the past. To have Saiyan-kind work alongside the tuffles just might be their saving grace, and he hops off the smoldering wreckage that he had roosted upon. With the sun barely rising over the distance, he would begin his trek toward the cavernous regions that were hidden among the barren wastelands.

 There was work to be done, and a rather unorthodox method of thinking might just be enough to begin turning the tides. The battle was only beginning, and so long as he drew breath, he would continue fighting.